Anastasia

I enjoy, and admire the artistic talents of all the writings of the Authors/Blogger's that I follow. I consider myself to be an "Omniverious Pervert". With an eye and ear for liasons. A meetings of the mind with interesting individuals with similar tastes.

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Dear Friends,

We only have a 9 more days of May. Let’s take Full Advantage of Celebrating Pleasuring Ourselves.

Now we all know why Anastasia has not posted any material…

May is International Masturbation Month

Good Vibrations began celebrating National Masturbation Month in 1995! Earlier that year, then-Surgeon General Dr. Joycelyn Elders was fired for saying that masturbation should be discussed as part of young peoples’ sex education. We were astounded. It was one of the most sensible things we’d ever heard a government official say — and it cost Elders her job! We started National Masturbation Month — now International Masturbation Month with people celebrating across the globe! — to raise awareness and to highlight the importance of masturbation for nearly everyone: it’s safe, it’s healthy, it’s free, it’s pleasurable and it helps people get to know their bodies and their sexual responses. Of all the kinds of sex people can have, masturbation is the most universal and important, yet few people talk about it freely — worse, many people still feel it is “second best” or problematic in some way. Masturbation Month lets us emphasize how great it is: it’s natural, common and fun!

Why May?

Because “the merry, merry month of May” has long been seen as symbolizing sexual awakening. Also, because “May” and “masturbation” both start with “M” — it’s nice and alliterative.

History of the Masturbation Taboo

Almost everyone masturbates, but all too few of us are willing to admit to enjoying this simple pleasure — mostly because of the taboo against masturbation in our society, which has its roots in historical misconceptions that have survived to the present day. Concerns about masturbation tend to fall into two general categories: that masturbation is dangerously wasteful or that it’s immature. The notion that masturbation is wasteful springs from the widespread misconception that men have a finite allotment of sperm and that every ejaculation depletes precious semen, resulting in exhaustion and weakness. Although women don’t produce semen, it was once believed that masturbation was similarly destructive and debilitating to them. The belief that masturbation is such a dangerous drain on energy that it can lead to enfeeblement, illness and ultimately insanity was so persistent in 18th, 19th and even 20th century Europe and America that treatments for preventing masturbation became something of an obsession.

Turn-of-the-century magazines featured advertisements for penile rings which were spiked on the inside so that if the wearer experienced an erection during the course of the night, he’d wake from the pain. Bondage belts, restraints, straitjackets, cauterizing irons and even clitoridectomy (the surgical excision of the clitoris) were all methods used to prevent young women from masturbating. American health reformers of the 19th century preached, as in these words from John Kellogg, that masturbation was “the vilest, the basest and the most degrading act that a human being can commit.”

Although most men and women today are aware that masturbation isn’t a “degrading act,” many are still constrained by the notion that it’s a selfish, immature activity or a second-rate substitute for partner sex. We live in a society in which sexual expression has always been legislated and restricted and the pursuit of pure pleasure is frequently condemned as selfish and childish. A lot of people who consider themselves free of sexual hang-ups have simply rewritten the equation “sex is only good if it involves procreation” to “sex is only good if it involves two loving people.” The fact that masturbation is a pleasurable end in itself gets short shrift in mainstream sex manuals, which focus on masturbation as a useful tool in the building of a better sex life with one’s partner. While it’s certainly true that masturbation provides valuable information about your own and your partners’ sexual responses, masturbation is much more than a means to the exalted end of better partner sex. Masturbation is our first sexual activity, a natural source of pleasure that’s available to us throughout our lives, and a unique form of creative self-expression. Each time you masturbate, you’re celebrating your sexuality and your innate capacity for pleasure, so give yourself a hand!

Masturbation Today

While giving yourself pleasure may seem as natural as taking a breath, masturbation is by no means a widely accepted form of sexual activity. Today, in many parts of the world (including the U.S.) children are punished if they are caught masturbating, which can affect their sexuality for the rest of their lives. Adults in cultures across the globe are presented with heterosexual marriage as the only acceptable form of sexual expression. Masturbation is not honored as an important form of safer sex, much less as a way a person can love herself, learn about himself, or exercise, as one wonderful Chinese euphemism puts it, “self-comfort.”

Masturbation can be a radical act, and the culture that suppresses masturbation may suppress many other personal freedoms as well. While celebrating Masturbation Month and doing your part to bring self-love out of the closet, keep in mind that erotic freedom is essential to true well-being, everywhere.

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Explicit Sexual Words & Themes

Getting Ready For Bed

After I finished the bidet. I stepped into the shower with Ian. He moved back from under the shower head to let the water rain on me. We lovingly washed each other. I finished showering and stepped out, while Ian stayed in. Wrapped one towel around my head in a turban, and grabbed another from the towel warmer to dry off. I slid each foot into my red classic marabou slippers. Walked in front of the full length mirror, viewing my curvaceous figure from all angles, while I applied moisturizer. I removed my silk robe from the satin hanger. Raised my arms as it floated upon me, tied the belt around my waist. Then walked into our bedroom.

As I lit each candle I recited an Incantation of Love and Protection. First the Yellow pillar candle positioned East representing Air. Then the Red candle designated South represented Fire. Next the Blue candle positioned West representing Water, then the Green candle positioned North representing Earth.

The lighting of candles manifested as an invitation for those…The Unseen.

I stood in front of the armoire opened the cabinet doors right side first, then left. Pulled out the first drawer and grabbed a few goodies then pushed it back. Turned around and placed them on the bed. Turned back facing the armoire opened the second drawer. Then grabbed another few items, placed those on the bed. Faced the armoire, pushed in the drawer then closed the cabinets.

I walked to the kitchen. Placed water in a small Pyrex container heated in the microwave. Then opened the cabinet to the right of the sink, reached for a tall glass. Faced the fridge, set my glass under the dispenser pressed the crushed ice button on the door. The ice dropped through the chute filling my glass. I opened the fridge and grabbed a bottled water from the lower shelf, shut the door. Poured the water into the ice chilled glass and grabbed the heated water and walked back to our bedroom.

I placed the body oil in the heated water on my nightstand. Accompanied with water base lube, and items I retrieved from our armoire. I fluffed the pillows and pulled the top sheet and comforter back to the bottom of our bed.

I turned on, and set the vaporizer. Opened the humidor and took out some grass. I peered towards the bathroom, saw Ian standing naked against the sink. The vaporizer reached temperature. I placed the grass in the chamber.

“Honey, whatcha up too?”

“Shaving, Sweetheart I’ll be done in a minute.”

“Okay. the vaporizer is ready.”

As I waited for Ian to finish, I grabbed my vacuum pump from my nightstand drawer. I placed the iPod in the dock, turned on the stereo and set the tone to a Native American music mix.

Walked over and sat on the love seat in our bedroom. I placed the clear cylinder over my raised pink nub, and pressed the lever of the vacuum pump. I exerted a moderate amount of suction. It drew my Rose Bud out from under the hood, extending it out the length of a fingertip. (Aahhh it felt so fucking good)

Ian walked towards the love seat, and sat closely to me. We, individually placed the mouth piece up to our lips and drew the vapors that emitted from the unit. Ian slowly turned his head scanning the bedroom.

“I see you have been a busy Beaver Sweetheart.” He said with a wicked grin and a twinkle in his eye.

“Sweetheart, would you please hand me my drink.” I stood up slowly, with the vacuum pump in hand. Walked to the dresser where Ian had placed his drink, retrieved his glass and walked back to our love seat, and slowly sat down. We repositioned facing each other. We were moderately high, Ian sipped on his drink. Our eyes fixed deeply. Our unspoken words created intense feelings that filled the air with lust and desire.

I’m his Yin, he is my Yang. True Soul Mates bought together by the Universe. In unison our bodies leaned forward. Our deep gaze never broke, mouths parted, lips pressed softly with intent. Ian extended his moistened tongue against mine. The taste of the single malt scotch awakened my senses. I wanted more, without directly drinking. I licked inside his mouth, ran my tongue along his lips and, the corners of his mouth soaking up all I could. I slowly leaned back, retreated from our passionate kiss.

Sheer excitement, and the combination of pumping increased my clit to twice its size. I pressed the release lever from the pump, removed the clear cylinder from my now erect pudendum. My Yoni now wet and wanting.

“Sweetheart lets get comfy on the bed.” He intoned.

Ian stood up extended his left hand, our fingers interlaced as I stood up. Ian approached the edge of the bed. I stood behind him, gently pushed him. He landed face down. I reached for the warmed oil, tilted the warm bottle allowing it to drip down Ian’s back. I positioned myself on his firm, well-defined ass. I massaged his broad muscular shoulders, whilst I rubbed my wetness against his smooth soft skin.

I maneuvered my way down his back reaching his ass. “Honey, spread your legs.” I insisted.

I spread his cheeks apart, leaned down licking his tight channel opening.

I dripped the warm oil on his puckered starfish. Enough that it ran down his gooch on the bed. I placed my left index and middle fingers between his legs against his taint. Moving them slowly upward on his rinctum and downward to his cojones. I touched him ever so gently. Ian let out an “Aaahhh.” I dripped more warm oil over his sphincter, and my two fingers. As they danced upon him. He raised his pelvis upward, I knew he wanted more. My two fingers slowly entered his tight channel, as they moved inward feeling his warm folds. “Uugghhh” Ian grunted. I pulled my fingers back slowly as the warm folds rubbed against my fingers. Waiting momentarily I teased him with much delight. I continued to stroke him deeper feeling him relax and tighten with each stroke. With my right hand I caressed his hueveos, as I continued to stroke him picking up the pace. His O-Ring opened, like a flower in bloom.

The flames of the candles danced rhythmically. I could feel the Unseen as they floated and zigzagged all around us. I visualized them taking their seats in the arena above our bed. Positioned on my knees with my ass upward I felt my twat being lightly touched. My pelvis began to twitch. Ian still laying pronoun. The Unseen started to join in and play.

“Honey, turn around and move up to the head of the bed.” I moaned.

Ian moved up to the head of the bed, his head rested on the fluffed pillow. His Lingham stood upright twitching to his heart beat. My mouth salivated, I desperately wanted to wrap my lips around his full wide head as it glistened. Licking and sucking his shaft down to his mons. I wanted him deep down my throat.

“Be patient, in due time. I said to my self.”

I laid on my right side against Ian, with my left knee bent and my foot flat on the bed. My lotus open, wet and wanting. My breathing began to quicken, as I felt the faintest squeeze on my nipples. I opened my eyes, Ian was encased in swirling colors of golds and yellows.

The Unseen were playing with us. They entered through a portal via our mirror.

For tonight I wanted Ian to reach a plane of ecstasy he hadn’t allowed himself to attain due to mind chatter.

I positioned myself on top of Ian. Held him tightly against my aching body, his erect schwantz pressed against my stomach. I ran my fingers feverishly through his hair. Licked, kissed and nibbled his right earlobe down to his neck, where I moved my head to the other side as I licked, kissed, and nibbled his left ear. I couldn’t get enough of him. I opened my eyes as our naked bodies embraced. I began to twitch and quiver as I felt the vibrations and energies pass through our bodies.

With my left hand I spread Ian’s right leg, and left leg with my right hand. My pelvis pressed firmly against him, I began to thrust, and twitch. I felt as though I had a cock. It was obvious I had a hitch hiker and welcomed him. I could feel the head penetrate Ian, and the sides rub against him back and forth. I could see what wasn’t there.

“Aaahhh Honey can you feel me penetrate you?”

“Yessss Sweetheart I can.”

“I think someone has hitched on me.”

I thrusted Ian swiftly and deep, as my breath quickened with every stroke. I had to stop to catch my breath. Our mutual heightened state of arousal was another calling card for the Unseen to join in as they pleased.

After thrusting Ian, I couldn’t take much more. I licked and sucked his left erect nipple, as I pulled the right nipple. “Aahhh I love how you do that to me.” fell out from his lips.

Careful not to touch Ian’s erect member. I positioned myself between his legs. I started by kissing his inner thigh then nuzzled my face between the crease of his leg kissing and licking until I reached his mons. Encircling the area with my tongue and just a small area up and down the shaft of his erect spear that was now leaking nectar.

Then to the other inner thigh reaching his gooch, and asshole . Oh how he enjoyed having me lick his puckered star.

As much as I enjoyed playing him like a Guarneri Cello. I took his thick pulsating phallus in my hand. Nibbled the head and underneath licking and catching my tongue bar. Then took him down my throat for as long as I could hold my breath. I could feel the wave of pleasure continually wash over him. I knew he was close to cumming.

Ian sat up grabbed each shoulders with his hands, pushed me supine on the bed. My cunt wet and ached for him. I spread my legs outward bending my knees up to my chest. Ian positioned between my legs, kneeling. His head pushed against the wet folds as he entered my tight snatch. His thick girth filled my wet poonanie.

He knew the exact angle and force of thrust that would send me into another dimension.

I felt my nipples being squeezed and pulled the sensation was exhilarating. It wasn’t by Ian. It was the Unseen this was a welcomed practice. Intangible sounds poured from my lips.

I felt and sensed Ian was getting close to cumming. I knew we would not be sharing this Orgasm together, I bucked and thrusted my hips until he could take no more. He grunted in succession as he spasmed in sheer ecstasy.

After the spasm of bliss slowly subsided. Ian dismounted from me. I continued to twitch and quiver. He positioned himself between my legs. He licked and lapped my erect clit as I began to quiver. He then inserted his 2 fingers into my pulsating pussy while he licked and swirled his tongue all around my clit. He sipped on me as if he was drinking a fine scotch. Wave after wave of bliss completely took over my mind, body, and soul. Visions of Chiaki entered my thoughts.

As I orgasmed warm cum poured out of me. Ian did not stop, as the first orgasm leveled out another was building. Shrieks of ecstasy escaped my lips. He removed his fingers and inserted my glass dildo. Ian placed the vibrator on my clit while he licked me, then inserted and stroked my cunt. Swirling his tongue all over my throbbing rose bud as I reached my second orgasm. I screamed out in bliss. As my second orgasm leveled off, Ian moved up and kissed me gently as I lick my sweet nectar from his face. We held each other as my hips continued to twitch as I shared my energy with him. We were happy, and content, as we fell asleep holding each other.

We pulled up the driveway and exited the car. Ian activated the car alarm retaining the keys in his left hand. We mutually met at the front of the car. He extended his right hand outward as I extended my left hand. Our fingers interlocked as we sauntered the walkway towards the front door. Upon approaching the door Ian lifted his left hand manipulated the keys on the ring and unlocked the gateway of our abode.

Our hands disengaged. Ian entered the house first, promptly walking over to disarm the alarm. While I walked into the family room to check the answering machine on the desk. While facing the desk, Ian approached me from behind. His left hand encased around my waist whilst his right hand gently slapped my ass. “Mmmm, Ahhh you caught me off guard.” I replied.His head was close to mine, his lips nestled against my ear and whispered.

“It was Jake.”

“Oh..What did he say?”

“He had a wonderful time tonight.”

“And?”

“He was eager for us to go deep-sea fishing on his boat.”

“I’m sure you will have a fantastic time.”

I turned facing him wrapping my left arm around his right shoulder and right arm around his waist. Hugging him firmly I pressed my pelvis against him slowly moving to the left and right. Within a few movements his member became firm. We leaned inward our lips softly touched. Ian slowly leaned his head back and said.

“Sweetheart why don’t you go get comfortable.”

“Honey that sounds great.”

We disengaged from our embrace. I walked into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. I removed my pumps one at a time. Stood up unzipped the back of my pencil skirt where it slid down to my ankles. Lifting each leg I stepped out of the skirt. I unbuttoned my silk top as it slid over each shoulder till it fell around my wrists. Placed both items into the dry clean hamper. Ian popped his head in the bedroom door.

“Sweetheart I’m going to fix a drink may I get you anything?”

“No thanks Lover.”

Standing in my bra and soaked lace panties I proceeded into the bathroom where I removed my undergarments and placed them into the hamper. Walked into my closet and removed the hanging red silk wrap robe and let it slide on my body. Raising my arms as it floated down over me like an angels feather falling from heaven.

I sat at comfortable at my vanity and removed my make-up and carried out my nightly skin care regimen.

Ian walked over to the free-standing bar and poured three fingers of Single Malt Scotch. Sitting on the bar stool he sipped slowly at his drink. Reflecting on the events that took place this evening. He began to smile with delight. He was thrilled about the friendships that we both made from appearances they were mutually going to be long-lasting.

He watched his beloved Kat exhibit feelings of excitement, and infatuation. He wanted for her to experience this for quite a while.

I finished my skin care and walked into the bathroom to the bidet. I removed my robe fastened it on the satin covered hanger. Placed on the hook behind the bathroom door.

I turned the left knob to start the water regulating the temperature, and turned the right knob adjusting the flow. The warm water trickled upward on my pussy and starfish. (Aaahhhhh it felt so good) While seated comfortable. Thoughts zigzagged in my mind about the events that had taken place this evening.

I was mesmerized by Chiaki. She was sensual, and seductive. This beautiful Nihonjin Woman created feelings in me that I had not experienced in longer than I can remember. The flood of chemicals released in my body created an intoxicating sensation.

My thoughts focused on Chiaki. Laying against her soft flesh, gazing deeply into her eyes. Our lips met ever so delicately. To caress her face lightly with my fingertips. Running my fingers through her silky hair. I immediately begin to fantasize gathering her mane into a ponytail. Pulling it firmly, she positioned herself at the edge of the bed on all fours. I take her from behind wearing my strap-on. Her body twitching and quivering with delight as my cock stroked her denuded demure debutant daffodil. Her moans of delight change in pitch and frequency as I brought her to orgasm.

The flow of water pulsating against my pussy in combination with my fantasy has pushed me into a heightened state of arousal. I spread my legs far apart. Placing my left hand over my blushing poonanie. Rubbing back and forth against my clit ring. (Aaahhhhh it felt so fucking good) I Placed my index finger over my clit that protruded out from under the hood. Applying enough pressure I moved my fingertip in a slow circular motion. Inserted my index and middle finger of my right hand inside. Slow deep strokes my fingers rubbed against my swollen lips. Waves of pleasure consumed me. My thighs began to tremble. Wave after wave enveloped my mind, body and soul. I was at the edge of cumming, I wanted Ian’s cock.

“Honey….Where are you?” I yelled out.

Ian decided it was best to walk into the bedroom then yell through the house. He knew Kat probably would not have heard his reply. Ian entered the bedroom with his drink in hand. He could hear my moans of pleasure cumming from the bathroom. Ian set his drink on the nightstand and began to peel his clothes off leaving a trail behind. He entered the bathroom naked and erect.

“Baby I’m so close. Pleassse the waterrr.”

Ian turned the knobs shutting off the bidet. I stood up my legs shaky. Taking two steps towards the bathroom sink. I dripped a combination of water and dew from my Orchid all over the floor. I extended my arms placing my hands on the vanity counter. Now facing the mirror, Ian stood behind me. “Baby take me.” I cried.

I repositioned my arms, resting on my elbows, arched forward I spread my legs. Ian’s wide cock pushed against my enlarged lips. His slow thrusting movements took my breath away. I was in a state of sheer bliss. He slowly pulled back far enough for me to feel his corona rub against my swollen cunt. He then rubbed against my g-spot. “Aahhh Babbby Therrrre!” I exclaimed. He spread my ass cheeks apart and inserted his index finger. I shrieked in delight. My pussy clenched and twitched against his throbbing member. He continued to stroke my ass with his finger. He knew I was at the edge of cumming. “A fffewww morrre sttttrokesss…I’m cummingggggg!” Ian continued thrusting his pelvis. “Don’tt stopppp I’mmmmm cummming again!” I exclaimed.

I sensed him getting close to the edge of ecstasy. His momentum increased, thrusting his pelvis his schlong stroked me deep and fast. He loudly grunted. I felt his cock pulsate inside me, releasing his load in me. We were spent and satiated.

I stood upright turned my head to the left, as Ian leaned his head forward. Our lips met as we kissed passionately. We disengaged. I headed back to the bidet to rinse off. While Ian jumped into the shower. This was just the beginning of our evening at home.

Dinner was superb, the sensuality of the dishes served in combination with my heightened state of arousal was intoxicating. During dinner Chiaki ever so softly touched my hand that was resting on my lap, and smiled. She turned her head and whispered in my ear “I’m very aroused by your energies.” I was captivated.

As our eyes met, our mutual deep gaze became mesmerizing. What was only momentary seemed timeless. Visions of her delicate petite flesh against mine bombarded my every thoughts. A spark of electricity zinged my now pulsating poonanie. I adjusted my seated position as the wetness from my panties only reinforced how deeply I wanted and desired her.

My mind raced as if I was running to catch a train leaving the station. What did she just say? Did I hear her correctly? Is she bi-sexual like me? Did she prefer only women? Was she interested in men? In due time Kat, I told myself.

As we finished our dessert, our hostess Lena said “It’s a beautiful night would you liketo have your after dinner drinks served poolside?” We all looked at each other and in unison replied “yes please.”

We courteously excused ourselves from the dinner table and walked through the glass door and outside. The shimmer of light that illuminated from the moon off the water, and balmy breeze was like a scene out of a romance novel. The poolside furniture was positioned in manner that an intimate conversation or the “Dance of Love” could take place without any disturbances from other guests or a surprise visitor.

Ian sat down on the loveseat across from Chiaki. I noticed Jake’s hand ever so gently brush against Ian’s leg. Ian and I made eye contact as we mutually acknowledged Jake’s motion, and simultaneously winked at each other.

Our hostess Lena arrived with our after dinner drinks, and a platter with a variety of fresh fruits.

Chiaki opened her clutch and removed her mobile phone. She repositioned herself facing towards me. With a glisten in her eye she smiled and asked “may I have your number? I would like very much for us to spend time together.” I smiled trying my damnedest not to look like the Cheshire cat “I would like that very much” as I gave her our number.

Jake positioned himself on the love seat angled towards Ian, and said “I’m so glad to have met you and Kat this evening. I was starting to lose hope in finding like-minded companions.”“I know adult internet sites are not conducive to fostering real friendships, let alone anything enduring” Ian replied. As he leaned over and sipped at his single malt scotch. Ian placed his drink back on the table, looked at Chiaki and said “would you care to dance?” Chiaki turned and looked at me. I smiled and nodded. Ian stood and extended his right hand as Chiaki extended her right hand as she stood up. They walk closer to poolside. Ian placed his hands on her petite hips. She placed her arms around his neck. They danced slowly to the music playing in the background.

Jake smiled leaned over and picked up his bourbon. His mouth was sensual as he placed the glass up to his lips. I imagined how they would feel against mine. I began to fantasized him softly, and gently kissing my outer and inner lips as he dragged his tongue upon my erect clit. I had to reposition myself as my lace panties were wet.

Jake stood up and sat next to me positioning himself in my direction. He leaned forward and placed his drink on the table. I repositioned the pillows against my back.“Oh Kat I’m so glad I met you and Ian this evening.” I grinned as I said “we too are jazzed to have met you and Chiaki this evening.”

I peered just beyond Jake’s direction to watch Chiaki and Ian slow dance under the lite moon, it was quite romantic. A chill of excitement ran down my spine as I watched the man I’m deeply in love with dance closely with the Woman I deeply desired. I felt immensely tantalized.

As Jake and I continued to talk he said“Kat I want to have a connection, a deep and meaningful relationship. I’m ready now my days of the club scene are over.” He continued “I want more than just a pal with whom I can enjoy a beer or a one night stand. Don’t get me wrong sometimes it’s nice to have raw animalistic sex with a complete stranger with no ties or commitments. While I have been speaking with you and Ian I feel a spiritual connection here and now it’s definitely deep and profound. I have not experienced this feeling of spiritual connection before.”

“I do understand the feelings you expressed” as I looked intently into his eyes. “Jake…are you ready to accept unconditional love? To be appreciated for the person you are? There are no hidden agendas, everything is out in the open, no deceit, no lying. Are you ready to love and be loved unconditionally Jake?” I replied.

Ian stood near six feet his rugged build and features were masculine and positively oozed testosterone. There was a kindness in his grey-green eyes, his mouth was sensual as he spoke. He was clearly in charge but prided himself in his flexibility, compassion and open mindedness. A benevolent alpha male. Ian was definitely an acquired taste. He could come off as a know it all, and monopolize the conversation. He meant well and throughout the years of life’s experiences he indeed had acquired a great deal of worldly knowledge.

I felt so comfortable as Chiaki and I conversed as we sat together on the couch in the parlor. She proceeded to share with me her plans for the future. She was attending graduate school to achieve her degree in Genetics. I found that so fascinating. Her living arrangements were unique, as she was staying with a host family. Chiaki earned many scholarships as she continued to achieve her successive goals along her path towards her degree.

Ian and I devised a signal; we would briefly fondle our earlobe between our thumb and index finger. That was our way of communicating, I need to talk with you post-haste. As Chiaki and I continued to talk. I noticed Ian’s signal. I excused myself and met him in the bathroom.

Ian and I stood in the bathroom looking deeply into each others eyes. I said “Was that my imagination or did I sense something going on with you and Jake?” “Yes I sure hope so” he said. As I began to slide my hand inside his shirt pinching and pulling his nipples. He said “I think she likes you” as he delicately passed his fingers through my hair. “I think we should bring Jake home, but not tonight” as I slid my hands down his pants underneath his boxers. Slowly stroking his firm cock. He said “When are you going to get together with Chiaki?” I said “very soon I hope.” As my Flower began to throb and pulsate. Our energy created an excitement that filled the room. My breathing began to quicken as I became aroused. As I slid my hand upward I could feel him ooze with excitement.

Ian lifted me from the waist and placed me on the bathroom counter. “I’m going to call her tomorrow” as he’s removing my wet lace panties. I said “when should we call Jake?” He lifted his head from between my legs “how about this weekend.” “Ahhh umm okay.” As Ian gently licked my now swollen clit. His tongue sloshed as it made contact against my pussy.

“Baby Ahh I Ahh don’t want Ahh you to stop.” He then placed his middle and ring fingers inside my drenched pussy. “Mmm there ahhh,” as his tongue slithered all around my aching throbbing bud, his fingers stroked me. He licked and lapped in a rhythmic manner as I feverishly ran my fingers through his hair gently pulling as I reached another level of bliss. He positioned his fingers in an upright position as if to beckon come here. He moved back and forth bringing me right to the edge. I uttered “Mmmayybee youuu mmmm.. aahh betterrr stop.. mmmm forrr nowww.” He stopped and lifted his head from between my trembling thighs. Our eyes met, “are you sure?” he muffled. I reluctantly replied “yes I’m sure.” As he stood up his face glisten. I gently grasped his face as I kissed and licked my essence. We then adjusted our clothing, washed and left the bathroom.

As proper seating etiquette suggests alternate the seating of men and women in that the mix will contribute to a pleasant experience.

Michael and Lena our Host, and Hostess were very attentive to their guest. They saw Chiaki and I had connected. Chiaki was originally to be seated next to Michael. With much delight her place card was moved and next to mine. As Ian pulled out my chair, so did Jake for Chiaki we all sat together.

Our meal started with the first course appetizers Cold Cucumber Soup or Char-Grilled Oysters